I who got fired from the S class adventure party worked as a support, want to have a slow life by becoming an alchemist - Chapter 28

Translator: NovelMultiverse | Editor: NovelMultiverse

It was late in the night when Holy Knight Raymond was resting on his bed in his room in the dwelling house of The Blast Wind when there was a knock at the door.

”…… who is it?”

“Raymond. It’s me.”

The owner of the voice was the brave Roland, the ‘attacker’ of the party.

From his unhealthy tone of voice, it was obvious that he was being treated coldly by Saint Elia and that he was having a mental breakdown.

“You need me?　I’m not going to question you any more.”

“…… Elia is gone. Henry too.”

“It must be getting uncomfortable in this dwelling house. …… Stop following Miss Elia around any longer.”

But Roland continued to ignore Raymond’s advice.

“Most of the stuff in their room is gone. I can only assume that Henry took it out by the subspace room.”

It was strangely satisfying to know that the luggage was gone, even though I wondered if they had broken into the room without permission. I’m sure you’ll be able to find out what’s going on in the world.

And of the remaining members now, Elia and Henry remembered that they were relatively close to each other, as they were in the rearguard group.

She requested Henry’s help in exercising the subspace room sub-space room, or perhaps Henry suggested it.

It’s come to this. I don’t blame her.

Raymond sighed and got out of bed and opened the door to his room.

In front of him was Roland’s figure with a vacant expression.

“I wonder why. …… doesn’t Raymond know anything about it? No way, not even Henry’s guy.”

There was no light in his eyes.

It’s not like this, Raymond thought, but he decided to tell his own guess anyway.

“Probably headed for Slay. Is it not her intention that Miss Elia has disappeared?”

“What …… it’s that filthy commoner and his beast. …… Okay, let’s go after them and bring them back. Elia is going crazy. ……Henry needs to be sanctioned.”

Roland was biting his thumbnail and muttering nervously to himself.

Raymond looked at this seeming abnormality quizzically.

“I’ll refrain from doing so. It’s a shame for Slay, but if it’s the strong will of a saint, it can’t be helped.”

Raymond refused, looking nonchalant.

“What?　…… Why? Raymond, even you can’t help but think of her.”

“Nonsense. I’ve told you many times not to mix it up with the mingled thoughts of your lust.”

Raymond spat out and then continued.

“I was thinking of inviting Miss Elia to the Holy Kingdom after the party has broken up. I’m sure you’ll find that in the Holy Kingdom, a saint is promised a second place to the Holy King and can spend the rest of her life in peace. …… There is no way I could ever have anything to do with her in the first place.”

In response to Raymond’s answer, Roland’s expression was beginning to get a little angry.

”…… Raymond, you were the Holy Knight of the Holy Kingdom, weren’t you? …… Don’t tell me you were in this party for that purpose all along?”

“That’s not all. I’ve sincerely done my best to play the role of ‘defender’ of the party. …… but the other day, Miss Elia politely refused to let me go to the Holy Kingdom. I’m terribly disturbed by the exile of Slay and Miss Bridget. I feel I have done her a disservice.”

Raymond looked disappointed, but Roland gave a thin smile in response.

“That will be refused. You’re not very spectacular, you know. …… Raymond, you were trying to spread discord in the party and lead it to break up faster. To invite Elia to the Holy Kingdom to make an invitation to the Holy Kingdom! Oh, you’re a disrespectful fellow!”

“…… banishment of Slay. It all started with your vile jealousy, didn’t it?”

It’s a very good thing that you’re able to get a good idea of what’s going on.

”Jealousy? No …… a brave man and saint should be a one-to-one coupling. A crude man like that isn’t the kind of person you can approach with a beast as bait ……!”

Roland is shaking his shoulders and mumbling something to himself again, mumbling something to himself.

There was no need to deal with him any longer. Raymond gave up on the conversation, turned away, and turned to go back to bed.　

‘I’m going to return to the Holy King’s Capital soon. What you can’t take with you in this room is a parting gift. It’s a shame that Mistress Elia refused to give you that, but I have no choice. Please take care of her.”

─ ─ A metallic sound.

When Raymond turned around suspiciously, Roland had drawn the sword at his waist with his eyes wide open.

Polar Light Storm Aurora Sword. It was an S-ranked demonic sword created by a metal called King Gold Orichalcon, which was even rarer than the Spirit Silver Mithril.

It’s a magic item that ranks first or second among the treasures found by Blastwind, and in Roland’s hands, it’s an unmistakable masterpiece of a sword that has slain many monsters in actual combat.

“Hey …… Roland. Are you kidding me?”

“Shut up. A secret agent of the Holy Kingdom will be defeated by me, the brave one! You’re a big, dull, hard-bitten piece of junk that’s been around for a long time …… and you’ve been making fun of me for so long. You’ve always thought I wasn’t worthy of being a party leader.”

After agreeing with Slay’s banishment, he was spurned, but up until then, Raymond was like a big brother who was well relied upon by his friends.

Apparently, by the looks of it, he was also developing a resentment against Raymond due to his inferiority complex.

The shield and the iron ball are …… that far away, dammit.

Raymond tried to dodge the deadly blade that loomed in front of him, but Roland was a chosen one with the blood of a brave man, even if he was rotten, he was a renowned ‘attacker’ in an S-ranked party, and he was not a sweet opponent.

And although he was a famous ‘defender’ Raymond, right now he didn’t even wear the holy armor that could be considered an ironclad source, and his beloved holy shield wasn’t by his side.

The Extreme Light Storm Aurora Sword had deeply penetrated Raymond’s torso.

At the same time, as the fighting qi that could only be handled by those who had the blood of a hero flowed into his body, most of Raymond’s consciousness dissipated along with the sensation of his internal organs popping out of his body.

Tears of blood flowed and dripped from both eyes.

”Haha.”

When Roland drew his magic sword, Raymond collapsed into a slump with the blood that poured out of him and never got up again.

”Hahaha…… haa…… ah. …… Oh, hey …… Raymond. Hey, get a grip!”

Roland dropped the bloody magic sword on the floor, came to himself, and shook Raymond while ranting loudly.

If Elia had been here, he could have instantly healed himself completely; even Henry, who could handle an A-ranked divine art, might have been able to handle it.

But with a C-ranked sacred art that Raymond could handle, it was an unmanageable and fatal wound. It’s unlikely that he would be able to maintain enough concentration to complete the chanting in the first place.

“…… This is …… my end ……Holy King…”

As I opened my eyes wide, reddened and distantly aware, I saw in a haze two men coming from outside the room.

They approached the fallen body and then looked down at it inexplicably.

“I thought I heard a scream and wondered what was going on, but …… little Roland, you’ve done a terrible job. Raymond is an exotic knight, right?”

“Killing each other isn’t very peaceful. …… If your beloved saint is absent, maybe you feel like you can’t be saved?”

“No. …… Gantez, Gregory, it’s not my fault. It’s …… right. It’s Slay and Henry’s fault that this happened …….”

In the distant consciousness, Raymond heard the frivolous voices of Gantez, the ‘attacker’, and Gregory, the new ‘Thief’, who had joined the team.